Think about where you have been in your life thus far & think about suburban America 1995–present. Tell me more about beheadings. Look up there, the girl-in-the-guillotine, sword-in-sheath. The first girl I kissed I told her I loved her, gold blade to my throat. I sent her more love than could fit. Wax stamp of crest, sigil, tattoo of initial(s), what brand of unfortunate as if a town-square ritual, body-outlier, unsolved mystery, revealed.